The Third Alarm: A Story of the New York Fire DepartmentFord, James L. (James Lauren)
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The Third Alarm: A Story of the New York Fire Department
Ford, James L. (James Lauren)
Fire fighters -- New York (State) -- New York -- Juvenile fiction; New York (N.Y.). Fire Department -- Juvenile fiction
Meanwhile our young hero—for hero he was truly showing himself to be—was
following the chief into the interior of the dark and burning hotel.
Groping their way along through the corridors, sometimes finding the
smoke so thick and black that they were obliged to crawl along on their
hands and knees, they made the best of their way to the place where the
fire was raging. As they crawled along, they encountered a number of
frightened guests, some of whom had come in from the fire-escape at the
chief’s command, while nearly all of them were too much terrified to
fairly understand what they were about. One lady, who had thrown a black
silk dress over her night-clothes, carried a barking poodle-dog under
her arm, while another clung tenaciously to a bird-cage, in which was a
green parrot, although, as it afterwards transpired, she had left her
gold watch and casket of jewels under the pillow of her bed. Some of
these people cried, while others were silent, and one man, on whom they
stumbled, was lying at full length in an open doorway, unconscious from
the effects of the smoke.
At the chief’s command two firemen carried him at once to the window,
where the fresh air soon revived him, and he was lowered by means of a
life-line, tied under his arms, to the ground below. By the same method
several other guests were saved, though others, including the two woman
already named, positively refused to go down in such an undignified
manner.
While this was going on, Bruce, carrying his hook, and still following
the members of his company, descended to the floor below, and then,
hearing voices below him, went down one more flight of stairs, and
encountered Captain Murphy’s men, who had made their way up from the
lower entrance. At the chief’s command, Bruce and two other men went
into one of the bedrooms, threw open a window, and, lowering a long
line, called upon the men below to attach their hose to it, so that they
might draw it up.
Chief Trask had often told Bruce that in the work of fighting a fire the
most important thing is to discover the location of the flames, and not
only subdue them but prevent them from spreading to other parts of the
building. In order to do this, it is necessary to cover all exposed
parts, and to saturate with water everything of an inflammable nature
that lies near the seat of the conflagration. In this particular case,
the snow which covered the roofs of the adjacent buildings prevented
anything like danger from flying sparks and cinders, but had the fire
taken place during dry, summer weather, one of the first duties of the
firemen would have been to throw water on every roof and wall that lay
within possible reach of the longest tongue of flame.
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